So I'm at this hotel and it's really scenic around here so I break out the Rebel XT and start taking some shots. After a few hours I notice this drop dead gorgeous girl walking over to me. We talked for a while, and it turned out she was an avid photographer too! We got into some pretty cool photo discussions and then she asked me if I would be interested in taking some, ahem, model shots of her. You can't say no to that, can you?
One thing led to another and before I knew it I'm taking pictures of her in the middle of the night at the pool. No one was around, just the two of us. While preparing to take a shot of water beading off her body she reached behind herself and proceeded to, erm, untie her bikini
. She then walked over to me and started reaching for the package. Instincts from my years as a hitman kicked in and I immediately roundhouse kicked her in the face and shot her a few times to make sure the enemy was dead. Then I came to and was like, "oops."
Did I just mess up my chances with this girl?
One thing led to another and before I knew it I'm taking pictures of her in the middle of the night at the pool. No one was around, just the two of us. While preparing to take a shot of water beading off her body she reached behind herself and proceeded to, erm, untie her bikini
. She then walked over to me and started reaching for the package. Instincts from my years as a hitman kicked in and I immediately roundhouse kicked her in the face and shot her a few times to make sure the enemy was dead. Then I came to and was like, "oops."Did I just mess up my chances with this girl?
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